Early Arrival
I arrive at his house, early. He told me if I did, to go in. I hesitate, though, and walk around outside for a bit. I feel a bit nervous to go in without him there. After nearly a half hour, however, I give up and decide at least I could go in and relax a little until he arrives. After finding the key where he said it would be, I open the door, then re-hide the key and slip inside. Smiling, looking around, I am glad I accepted the invitation, feeling his presence already. Remembering his...